LYRICS GAME

Shining brighter than the sun whenever I go out

Looking for you I've already gone nuts

What do you want to do, what do you want to do? Babe, tell me something

I already rolled it, we still need to light it

Goddess face, you are an angel

Could it be the drugs? Let me calm myself

So dangerous, she wants to tie me up

I never give in and today I'm gonna let myself

I don't feel my face from getting so high

From getting so high I don't feel the air anymore

I hop in the ride and today I went out to look for you

Where the f*ck are you?

I went out to look for you

Weed and alcohol

Where I'm hanging, babe, the sun's already up

Where the f*ck are you?

Where the f*ck are you?

Weed and alcohol

Where I'm hanging, babe, the sun's already up

If you ask me, I'll break you

Without them noticing, ’cause these people tell everything

Chill, I'll pay the bill

And if you want an apartment, I'll cover the rent

I'm gonna put you on all fours in a five-letter

Your eyes roll every time it goes in

In slow motion

I hardly see her, that's why I take advantage

Every round is back-to-back

An attempt she makes at trying to forget me

Failed attempt

The high has me up and hit me with you

Once again with you

I'm in the strip club, if you want, pull up

And together we throw the cash

Goddess face, you are an angel

Could it be the drugs? Let me calm myself

I'm loose, she wants to tie me up

I don't give in and today I'm gonna let myself

I don't feel my face from getting so high

From getting so high I don't feel the air anymore

I’ll get there, babe, if not, roll through

Where the f*ck are you?

Because I already went out to find you

Weed and alcohol

Where I'm hanging, babe, the sun's already up

Where the f*ck are you?

Where the f*ck are you?

Weed and alcohol

Where I'm hanging, babe, the sun's already up

I'm always laying low, but babe, for you I step out

I always carry a hundred grand, the loads are for war

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ask at Wells Fargo

The checks are long, the rifles are long

You’ve seen the garage and the cars I stash

Big-shot flow

From Monday to Sunday on the boat

And the baby girls tell me

'Since you've been hitting the gym you look real thicc'

We put four hundred on your neck

You walk into the club and I order them to throw you out

That ass is huge

I stash this d*ck inside that lot

Your lipstick stayed on my d*ck

And I left a hickey on your tits

I didn't lie, I gave you more than a fifty

And again I stayed in District

The weed buzz, the whisky buzz

Roll a Phillie half and half

In the Bentley through Guaynabo City

Your lipstick stayed on my d*ck

And I left a hickey on your tits

I didn't lie, I gave you more than a fifty

And again I stay in District

You're my Minnie, I'm your Mickey, I already feel like I'm in Disney

You come back and fix it, you look like a frisbee

All weekend locked in the whisky buzz

In the whisky buzz

She throws me off, but she heats me up

With one move she tempts me

If it's not with you, I'm partying

Don't lie about what you don't feel

It's that your bipolarity gives you insecurity

That little face makes you the authority

You forget about all those wounds

Your specialty with your mouth is a skill

With your hand a craft

You're back, and what a coincidence

María, you turn pale

Gasoline like Daddy Ya

I hit it, she said, 'Babe, enough'

You know what will happen if I catch you again

I'll put my balls in you and I'm not talking billiards, I'm gonna wipe your makeup off